Draco and Luna have been arguing too much lately. Time for things to simmer down a bit. Double update!

Draco hastily walked, urgent to get away from the Great Hall. Far away.

He kissed Loony Lovegood in public, just to prove some idiotic point when his male pride was on the line. After all, how dare Longbottom - of all people - push him? He needed to do something. Claiming Luna's lips in front of everyone seemed to work. Everyone had shut up.

And now Draco's reputation was forever ruined.

"Draco! Draco!"

Adamant on ignoring Pansy, Draco was about to turn the corner.

"Draco Malfoy you stop right now or I'll fucking hex you into an early grave!"

Pansy could very well do it. Draco stopped and slowly turned around, seeing Pansy shaking, tears threatening to spill over in her hurt brown eyes. Draco should have felt guilty, but right now all he felt was annoyance. Annoyance and fear that Pansy would hex the shit out of him. He swallowed hard, noting how she pointed her wand dead at him.

"Bloody hell, Parkinson, put that thing down-"

"Shut the fuck up!" She snapped, "You're going to shut up, a-and listen to me." She sniffed, her lower lip quivering. Draco had never seen this side of her before, not directed at him anyways. He sealed his lips. "Now, I've put up with a lot of things from you Draco Malfoy. I gave you my virginity, let you do whatever you wanted to me, because I love you. Because I'd do anything for you. Everyone knows I love you... And then you MAKE ME LOOK LIKE AN UTTER FOOL!"

"No, you did that to yourself-"

"I LOVE YOU! Don't you understand me? I love you. I'm suitable for you. I may not be as rich as you are, but I could give you things Galleons can't buy."

"I doubt it."

"Why are you being like this?" she whispered and then blew up again, "We shag and then I come down to find you SNOGGING THAT BITCH?"

Draco's eyes wildly grew huge, looking as if Pansy had slapped him, "Don't you fucking dare call her that-"

"You're defending her?" Pansy choked, "Loony Lovegood? You're defending her? I don't believe this..."

Draco silently looked away. Yes, he was defending her; although his behavior toward Luna had been unspeakably horrid just moments ago. He recalled how he'd shoved her away after forcing that kiss upon her lips. That was when guilt engulfed him. He shouldn't have pushed her like that...

"How long?"

Draco looked back at Pansy. Her eyes were downcast, her wand wavering ever so slightly.

"How long have you had feelings for the Ravenclaw?"

"No one ever said anything about having feelings for-"

"DON'T LIE TO ME," Pansy released a blood-curdling shriek, "I know you like her, I SEE IT CLEAR AS DAY ON YOUR FACE, MALFOY!"

Draco's eyes slitted, "You need to calm down-"

"I see it, I feel it. You don't want what I have to offer, because you're too focused on that BITCH!"

"DON'T FUCKING CALL HER THAT!"

"It'll never work, you know," Pansy laughed hysterically as her tears showered down, "I may not come from the richest family, but at least I'm not poor as dirt like the Lovegoods are. That's why you've been so distant lately, isn't it? Sneaking around because you're ashamed-"

"Shut up," growled Draco.

"-You've fallen for a worthless, dimwitted, filthy little blood traitor. She's not even pretty. How low of you, Draco, how very low of you."

"I SAID SHUT UP!"

"You're not even worth my magic," spat Pansy as she concealed her wand again, "I love Draco Malfoy, not this pathetic fiend you've turned into."

"And I never loved you," Draco stated, treasuring the hurt that twisted in her features. "At least Luna's not easy."

"FUCK YOU, DRACO," Pansy released a loud sob, "How can you do this to me?"

Pleased that he'd broken her once more, Draco turned on his heel and escaped the corridor. He knew others from his House would be looking for him, seeking answers behind his grotesque actions, but Draco would hide out in the Astronomy Tower before anyone could find him.

Christmas was near, and with it came Winter Break.

Draco was looking forward to two weeks of bliss, already excited to know what his parents would be getting him. It was all he could look forward to since his Housemates had distanced themselves from him and he had to pretend like it didn't effect him. He heard the rumors spreading; Malfoy's fallen for the blood traitor, ha ha ha.

So he found comfort in the Astronomy Tower, where he leaned against the railing and looked out toward the land before Hogwarts. Everything was covered in sheets of pure white snow.

He didn't hear the delicate footsteps approaching behind of him one day.

"Draco."

That voice, that soft, disarming voice was like an electric shock for Draco. He straightened his back and automatically whirled around, wide eyes landing upon Luna Lovegood. She sheepishly looked down at a couple of things she was holding; one was a folded piece of parchment, the other a small box with a silk green ribbon on it.

Mixed feelings swept through Draco and he tried to ignore how fast his heart was now beating. He gulped and turned around, piercing the snow with his gaze. "What do you want?"

"I have gifts for you..." she replied. There was almost fear in her voice.

"I would never like anything you could possibly give me."

"The best gifts come from the heart," she said, taking small steps toward him, "These come from my heart, Draco."

"I'm not giving you anything in return."

"That's fine."

She was beside him now, holding out the parchment and box. Draco rolled his eyes before snatching them from her, pocketing both gifts without bothering to look at the parchment or open the box. Luna placed a hand on the rail, looking out at the snowy scenery.

"How beautiful," she said.

"Why are you here?" demanded Draco, "After everything that happened... We're not friends, so why-"

"It's all written in the letter."

"Letter?"

"The parchment," Luna turned her face to his, smiling lightly, "It will explain everything. Hermione told me that, since you can't seem to speak without arguing, I should write you a letter about everything I feel."

"You talked to Granger about me?" Draco snarled.

"Of course. She is my friend."

"Whatever."

"She wanted to know about the kiss. About us. She wants to help."

"There is no us," Draco insisted, "I made a mistake. Now I wish you were the one who would disappear."

"Why?" Luna stared at him, and Merlin, he couldn't take it. Her eyes were gems of innocence, drawing out the truth from him slowly but surely. He couldn't deny that look or those eyes.

"Why?" he growled lowly, "You ask me why? I'll tell you why."

He grabbed her and slammed her back into the railing. Her breath hitched as he held her there, partially lifting her over the rail and she feared he'd push her over. "D-Draco," she gasped. Her profound apprehension only encouraged him to press up against her. They could both go falling out of the Astronomy Tower if either of them should make the slightest wrong movement.

"Because you ruined my life!" He shouted in her face, "You make me feel things... terrible things... things that I shouldn't feel for someone like YOU! You are not like me, you're nothing like me! Now everyone thinks I'm some sort of freak because of you!"

"You're the one who kissed me," her large eyes gathered tears, "You did that in front of everyone. At least I have real friends that are there for me and understand what I'm going through."

"What you're going through?" Draco laughed bitterly, "And what the hell could you be possibly be going through?"

"Why did you kiss me?" Luna dared to ask, "If I'm so terrible for you, then why-"

"Because... I don't know! I don't know what you're doing to me!" Draco shook her until she let out a yelp. He stopped and kept her against the rail, her hair messily falling in front of her face, a few tears slipping down her pink cheeks flushed from the cold.

"You are such a lost boy, Draco," whispered Luna, "Your entire life, you've been lost."

Draco breathed heavily, puffs of frosty white air swirling between his lips and Luna's. As her words absorbed Draco, he felt himself crumbling. He crashed his body into hers, locking his arms desperately around Luna's tiny waist. His fingers bit into the back of her sweater as he buried his face into her warm neck. He inhaled, drowning in her floral scent.

She could feel his breath hit her neck. It made her tremble in delight, despite how dangerously close she was to falling off the rail. She had a feeling Draco wouldn't let her fall, though.

"I-I can't take it anymore," he choked.

"It will be okay," Luna's unshakeable tone assured him, as she slowly slid her arms around his waist.

They stayed in each others' arms for what seemed like hours. And for once, it truly was okay.